Our minds must relax: they will rise better and keener after rest. Just as you must not force fertile farmland, as uninterrupted productivity will soon exhaust it, so constant effort will sap our mental vigour, while a short period of rest and relaxation will restore our powers. Unremitting effort leads to a kind of mental dullness and lethargy.

Light cares cry out; the great ones still are dumb.

The foremost art of Kings is the power to endure hatred.

Fate leads the willing, and drags along the reluctant.

A dwarf can stand on a mountain, he's no taller.

Be harsh with yourself at times.

What is required is not a lot words, but effectual ones.